I was grinding coffee this morning when I noticed Hudson the wonder dog lying on
the couch. This is a long favorite place of hers that she's no longer allowed to
use, which doesn't stop her from occasionally pretending to forget that rule on
the off-chance it has been rescinded. After taking advantage of catching her in
the act to reinforce the laws of the land with a scolding, I realized the
grinder was still running. I had ground about twice as much coffee as I
intended, and those who have tried my coffee know I use about twice as much as a
normal person would to start with. At least it helps serve as an endorsement for
the industrial-strength coffee grinder I picked up close to two years ago: Even
under extra duress it is holding up quite well under what is literally a daily
grind.